or so, my dad let me be the copilot on a family trip. He gave me a messenger bag filled with state fold-up maps and a North America atlas and ever since then I have been in love with directions, maps, globes, whatever I can get my hands on.
I spend hours a week driving around...

When I was a kid I used to look at maps for hours. I had favourites. Sometimes it was because I knew the place and wanted to go there. Looking at the map and planning my travels was a substitute for the genuine experience. Sometimes it was because the maps were beautiful, with...